Wet wet wet.

Katarina and I were at a ballet lesson when the heavens opened.

I knew it was raining hard but didn’t expect to see water up to the sills on the cars parked outside! Fortunately we were late and parked up the street which was slightly higher! At least we didn’t get wet knees getting into the van. See, it pays to be late! Well, sometimes.

Of course, getting home was less than simple. There were roads closed all over the place and my knowledge of Dunedin’s topography is still insufficient to chart a high road home. All the underpass type roads were under water and at one point we were sandwiched between fire trucks heading off to pump out flooded central city buildings.

Katarina thought it was great fun and quite liked the idea of just ploughing through some of the flooded bits. “Don’t be such a wuss mum” she gently encouraged as I turned around. I was slightly more cautious, not knowing the roads and wondering just how deep the water around Logan Park might be.

Home safely, no floods to deal with here which makes a nice change from Hay Street; the last big dump in Lower Hutt we spent cleaning out the ditch at the side of the house!

This morning took ages to get Hannah to school as there was a fire truck pumping out a garage down the hill which had 3 feet of water in the basement! At least it is warm and dry so things can dry out. Zachary is disappointed as today’s class picnic at Dundas bush is cancelled.

We are missing Janine who is off at school camp this week and wondering how the rain has affected the campers. All good fun.